He texted me. "I'm sorry for hitting you. Don't leave me please. I'll kill myself."
I've had enough of him. Had enough of him manipulating me & everything else. I told him, "I cannot take this. It's over."
We was together for a year and one month.
I ended it. I finally ended it. I felt free. No more. NO MORE. The next couple of days he transfered to a different school. I was honestly happy about that.
No one still knows that I was raped by him. No one. No one knows the severity of how bad that relationship was. No one knows how bad that relationship fucked me up. But I still kept a smile on my face.
